Bored

The wind roars
Like a million fans
The rain pours
All across the land

I am in here taking a test
While outside I want to run
It's hard to do my best
While I can imagine having so much more fun

It gives me such pain
To be locked in this pen
I know that if I go sing in the rain
I'll be happy again

Instead I must sit here
With the ring of the bell nowhere near





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